The Making Of A Gigolo 15 Agatha RobertsChapter 18
Tracie was a nervous wreck. She was sitting in the parlor of the sorority house, having chewed her fingernails to ruins, when the man she had seen only once before walked in. Her mind split, at that point. Half of it confirmed that the man Paula had raved about was indeed a hunk, as she remembered. That half sent signals to her belly that said “Oh yes!“ Upbringing is a difficult thing to overcome, sometimes though, and it was that half of her that cringed at the thought of this large,...